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 Oct 2016
Corvus
You can't go back, but you can get back to where you were.
Flowers are in full bloom, then come winter they're hiding,
Until the gentle breeze of spring wakes them up again,
Colourful and basking in the sun like they were a year ago.
Life isn't a yo-yo, going back and forth forever;
It's a wheel, continuously turning until the starting point
Becomes the starting point when it reaches a full cycle.
So if you've lost who you were and you know you can't go back,
You don't need to. Eventually you'll come full circle.
Title is a quote from The Walking Dead, because why the hell not?
 Oct 2016
ryn
Weak is the light
dancing upon the thread...
That makes the horizon.

Lacklustre is the moon
that rose up proud...
But failed to inflate whole.

Dim are the stars.
Twinkling feeble
that seem further than far.

Dark is this night
soundless and still...
And black as coal.
 Oct 2016
Ma Cherie
He said what?
4 real?
Wow, huh!?!
Drug tests before the next debate?
Oh I cannot wait

Yeah like issues ain't our thang?

Sounds like desperation
to me anyway,
Ugh!

Cherie Nolan © 2016
Ugh!?! Not trying to argue or nothin. : )
 Oct 2016
Ramin Ara
Our kind
Have no connection
With earth
 Oct 2016
phil roberts
Magic mollocules
Shall meet and merge at midnight
Halfway between yesterday and tomorrow
Beneath a full and hungry moon
Devouring the darkness of ignorance
As it lights the way
Across the silver shimmering sea
Of dreams that we don't understand
And thus the way shall be found
When thoughts and dreams
And science and imagination
Combine without prejudice
To create our evolution
And it shall not be a physical thing
But a matter of the spirit

                                           By Phil Roberts
 Oct 2016
Timothy Ward
Dysfunctional families
Gather together
In crises
Like fallen leaves
At the base
Of the family tree
In a hurricane
The constant churning
Charades
Keeping up appearances
Wasting
Precious resources
Lives
Cast to the
Wind
As Hurricane Matthew barrels down on Florida I was thinking of how some of us will come together while others ...
 Oct 2016
Pinkbun17
The warmth of its glow slowly follows
Sleepy birds start their wondrous chirps
The sweet morning rises with clean fresh water
Morning with this sunrise shall
become a day of pure bliss
I dislike this old poem of mine, but hey at least it is cheerful.  Written 5/21/10
 Oct 2016
mikecccc
Take me away
driver man
go as far
as my wallet
will allow
so at least
to the next neighborhood
I hear their lawns
are as green as emeralds.
polished emeralds
at that
 Oct 2016
mikecccc
I threw myself at the sun
and right over a ledge
I thought it needed a hug
might have been a dream
or a prophecy
can't remember if I fell.
 Oct 2016
mikecccc
An oasis
hopefully
maybe a mirage
that can be seen
should one wander
into hell
it is if nothing else
A direction.
direction
better than nothing
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